The octopus-like creatures were completely slaughtered.
Following the direction they had emerged from, the two of them arrived at a room at the end of the corridor.
The door was slightly ajar. From inside came embarrassing sounds, along with a man's faint, pained groans.
"What kind of noise is that…? Don't tell me the Mountain Ape Baron has some kind of illness?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Phield's eyes. Without hesitation, he pushed the half-open door with his sword.
"Holy shit! What the hell is this?! Is this really something I get to watch for free?!"
Inside, the Mountain Ape Baron was engaged in some bizarre "ritual" with another creature.
The creature stood about one and a half meters tall, composed of writhing flesh and octopus-like tentacles—its design was pure Cthulhu nightmare fuel.
Those smaller octopus creatures were continuously growing out from within the Cthulhu-like monster's body.
